I wanted to make sure I tasted every delicious drop that he could give me. I brought my thumbs up to the underside of cock and rubbed them mercilessly...up and down on each side of his ventral ridge as my fingertips continued to scratch around the base."OH GOD," he groaned again as his cock continued to pulsate and ejaculate as he shot wad after thick wad of his warm semen into my welcoming mouth."Mmmmmm," I purred as I swallowed the first mouthful and sucked for more. His cock kept spitting as. What I didn't know at that time was that she and her mother were just as industrious in getting together Chrissie's bottom drawer. With her father's approval of me, it appears that Chrissie, with her mother's tacit agreement had determined that she would be my bride. The bottom drawer was of course their getting together all the linen and other items that Chrissie would need to set up house. The term 'bottom drawer' was a euphemism as no single drawer would be commodious sufficient to hold all. Her neck was long and graceful, tapering to good square shoulders that rippled with her almost masculine strength. Her ribcage was big and her breasts sat high and handsome on it, full and firm with a glorious valley between them. The skimpiness of her dress revealed large firm nipples that strained eagerly against it. It was obvious that this girl was turned on with her driving and the power she controlled. Her body tapered beneath her breasts to a small waist and immediately flared again,. I have grease and rubber over my shirt, pants and hands. I walk in and drop my computer bag right by the stairs and go upstairs to take a bath. She peeks from the bedroom door, seeing if I had noticed that someone was in the house with me. She gives a slight giggle as I turn for the bathroom to take a shower. I strip off my clothing and step into the shower and wash away the hard day. She hears the water on and takes the opportunity to get ready herself. Making little preparations around the.